Bad Boys: Levi Ackerman x OC Lemon

Bad Boys (Levi x OC)

Hey everyone!! So this is my first Levi Fic and also my first Smut. Omg I hope I did this all right, I felt so guilty writing this, but I figured I would try my hand at it. Bye now! Please enjoy!!!!! NSFW

Photo creds to @bev-nap on tumblr. Her blog is great! Check it out if you have time. :)

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My alternate heroine has always been bad boys. I can't get enough of them. Between the way they conduct themselves and their actions, and the way they're smooth with their words and sweet talking, it'll be the death of me.

You can't seriously date them, they don't really court. A relationship with them usually consists of secret get togethers, sharing a joint on the couch, or sex. Lots of sex. And they don't just have sex, they make it an experience.

And I..... was with.... A bad boy.

"Olivia." My own 2 blue orbs peered over my left shoulder as we walked out of the concert that we met up at. He came up next to me and slung his arm around my shoulders.

"Yeah?" I continued looking at him as he walked with me on the sidewalk. Me in my classy velvet, blood red minidress and heels and him wearing his black, long sleeved turtleneck and jeans.

"Where do you wanna go now? My place or do u want me to take you home?" He knew what I would say, he always did. And there was no hesitation in my response to it.

"Your place." He raised an eyebrow at me response as if he were surprised, although we both knew he wasn't.
"Heh. Of course you do." He stopped in his tracks and raised his left hand to my cheek. He twirled a strand of hair from the side of my face around his slender finger and then tucked it sweetly behind my ear. I smiled, puckered my lips, and closed my eyes, awaiting his kiss cutely. I felt a pressure on my closed lips and opened them. Our tongues fought for dominance, even though his (as usual) won. He put one hand under my chin and the other on my waist while my were placed at his nape and shoulder. The kiss was forceful, yet assertive. At him pulling away from the kiss, he smiled cheekily and stared straight into my eyes.

"Beautiful." Even though his statement didn't seem to bother him one bit, my cheeks started hearing up.

"Come on, let's get home." He said and returned us to our waking position with his arm around my shoulders.
When we got to his spacious apartment, he reached into his pocket and pulled the jingling, silver colored key out and pushed it into the door.
We walked in and he immediately pulled a cigarette out of secret box hidden in one of his organized and tidy desk drawers. He didn't smoke cigarettes in public and his cigarettes weren't normal. They were imported from a foreign country at a ridiculous price and left a vanilla taste on his lips.
Pulling the cigarette out of his mouth he softly grabbed my waist and stole a big kiss.

"Levi- " I said trying to see what he was doing.

"Shut up." He cut me off with an authoritative tone and continued holding my waist in one hand with his vanilla tasting item in the other, while kissing me. I gradually got a hold of his body and kissed him back. I kicked my shoes off and started walking backwards towards his bedroom, while motioning for him to come near by wiggling my pointer finger and smirking.

He put his cigarette down, raised an eyebrow and followed me into his dimly lit bedroom and walked towards me until my knees hit the bed purposefully and I plopped back on it. He crossed his arms across his hips and pulled his black turtle neck off, exposing his perfectly contoured chest and abdomen. He smiled down at me and exhaled loudly. Right before he situated himself on top of me I pulled off my short velvet dress.

"We're you expecting this to happen?" He retorted while chuckling softly and taking notice of his favorite black lingerie adorning my hips and bust.
"Shhhh, darling." I think I heard him mutter 'minx' under his breath, before he pulled his pants off too, leaving him in only his underwear. I reached my hands up to his nape and pulled him down to me. We shared a deep and passionate kiss as his hands found their way to my bra straps. He ran his slender fingers under the straps, already teasing me. I glared at him and he laughed a bit. Finally, his hands lifted my chest up and he unclipped my bra, slowly sliding it off and admiring the view.